“I want to find a way to help the people in Mississippi. You know, the church is sending a group down next month to help the hurricane victims. How can I help?” asked Amelia thoughtfully, as she sat down at the kitchen table.

“You have that look again Amelia,” noticed Mom. “I understand the feelings you are having and I want to help too, but we don’t have much money. We can continue to pray for them and see what God lays on our hearts to do. What are you thinking?”

“How about we have a fund-raiser? Yeah, we can bake some cookies and take them to church to sell for donations. A bake sale!” Amelia clapped her hands and jumped up from her chair to pull a cookbook from the shelf. “Now, where is that yummy cookie recipe we made for my class party last year?”

“Look in the index in the back. I think they were the toffee cookies. Yes, Amelia, I think this is a good idea. It will be a lot of work, you know? This is your idea though so don’t leave me to clean up the mess all alone. If you really want to do this, then tomorrow we can bake all day and take them to church on Sunday. I will call the pastor’s wife to make sure it’s OK.” Mom looked at Amelia and knew the answer. She left the kitchen, mumbling to herself and looking for the phone.

“Thank you. OK. Yes, we can be there early to set up the table. See you then. Good Bye.” Mom hung up the phone and smiled as she watched Amelia dancing back to the kitchen.

“Oh, Mom, this is going to be so much fun! Here is the recipe I want to use. I have all the stuff pulled out of the cabinet. How many do you think we should make? I can’t wait to get started.”

“Good. I am glad I had all the ingredients you needed. I am not sure. I think we can get at least six dozen made tomorrow, if we get an early start. You should get to bed soon and get a good night’s rest. I will make us breakfast and we will start baking. Good night, honey.” Mom gave Amelia a hug and kiss and went back to her dishes.

After a fun, flour filled, messy, greasy, stuff-strewn-everywhere-in-the-kitchen day on Saturday, their efforts panned out to be a success.

“Congratulations, Amelia! All the cookies sold. You earned $400 by asking for donations. You are pretty good at fund-raising. A bake sale was a great idea.” Pastor Joe shook her hand vigorously as he praised Amelia and smiled at her mother.

“Wow! That much? I had no idea that cookies could make that much money. Thank you! I feel good being able to do something to help. It was a lot of work. You should have seen our kitchen yesterday! I just pray we can do more.” Smiling with pride, she walked to the car with that look on her face again.

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